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Dancing In the mirror You could see her from a mile man She was alright She looked right over her shoulder Right at me I was falling through the floor now She came, over me Help me, oh help me, She's out of her mind Help me, oh help me Somebody tonight Laughing, all night She could tell a funny story She could stay up all night She was someone to remember She was black and white We did it on a sunbed And she did it right Help me, oh help me, She's out of her mind Help me, somebody Oh help me, tonight Prancing, around a low lit light Running rags over her shoulders Red chilli lights She drink you underneath the table She hold you heavenly tight Slap you right across ya white face She make you cry like a child Help me, oh help me, She's out of her mind Help me, oh help me Somebody, tonight Crazy, out of her mind You wanna shoot her wanna love her You can't make up your mind You wanna tell her all your stories Wanna open your mind You wanna show her how your heart works But she ain't got the time You're fighting, all the time There's nothing working, nothing gaining Just a waste of time You're trying hard to remember All the beautiful times But yer clouded by the bullshit All of the time Loving, on a Saturday night, making love under a blanket With the telly on loud You wanna show her that you love her But there's sex on ya mind Makin' love from watching movies I think I'm doin' it right Help me, oh help me She's out of, her mind Help me, so help me Somebody tonight |
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| 2. |
| 4:33 |
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I've been down and I'm wondering why These little black clouds Keep walking around With me With me It wastes time And I'd rather be high Think I'll walk me outside And buy a rainbow smile But be free They're all free So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home I look around at a beautiful life Been the upperside of down Been the inside of out But we breathe We breathe I wanna breeze and an open mind I wanna swim in the ocean Wanna take my time for me All me So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home |
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| 3. |
| 3:53 |
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Mary Mary where you been You've been out all night You ain't got no sleep I've been dancing in the hills At a place I know She said 'and that's the place Where the fire flies glow' Had to slap my white face Pull my head from the clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bring me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night She's been married not once Not twice, but three And that's the livin' lovin' woman I want me to be There were pictures and paintings Of freaks like me So I drank with my devil For my company Had to slap my white face Pull my head from my clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night |
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| 4:55 |
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I'm just lying here
Thinking to myself again I'm round the bend I've been driving round Talking to myself again Not making no sense What makes you and What makes me What makes men lie Through their teeth And what makes ten-ton birds Fly me across the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall I'm just standing here Looking at myself again I'm going blind I'm just sitting here Playing with myself again It's turning me on So what makes you and what makes me What makes women lie through their teeth And what makes ten-ton ships Sail me across the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall So what makes you and what makes me What makes people lie through their teeth And what makes ten-ton trains Rail me under the sea And who's to say, that if the sun went out today That all the movie stars would drive their cars away Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade What's going down? What's going around? I'm climbing the wall |
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| 4:08 |
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Remember when we were angels
Before we stole cars And when sex and drugs Lived up in another world... not a care in the world Hide and seek, kissing and running Till you were out of breath In the late night day sun Until you Mamma called you home... and you didn't wanna go Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway Coppers, robbers, cowboys and Indians Hanging round the corner Of the street you lived How come it felt so far away... just a stone throw away Your best friend wasn't someone you worked with And money from your old man Would burn a hole in yer pocket all day... Not a single debt to pay Fly High Be my getaway Gotta getaway... |
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| 4:18 |
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You stole my money honey
You're cold your blood's stopped running And now you're buying your new life Can't help but find you funny The clothes you wear are something You made your whole life boasting lies Pretend you're high on something To think you think I'm dumb, you're blind I get by fine without you I lie about you You got no spine only mine Don't you know wrong from right It's up to you, you're such a fool See I'm a giver, taker! You liked your cocaine chaser The girls you love all sleep around You got a piece of something But what it's worth is nothing Coz what you want you just can't buy Pretend you're high on something To think you think I'm dumb, you're blind I get by fine without you I lie about you You got no spine only mine Don't you know wrong from right You got no style about you I try to like you I got no time for you now Cos your time's running out It's up to you You're such a fool I get by fine without you I lie about you You got no spine only mine Don't you know wrong from right You got no style about you I try to like you I got no time for you now Cos your time's running out It's up to you It's up to you Such a fool, it's up to you |
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| 4:25 |
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Jealousy my devil
Jealousy my hell Jealousy insomnia Jealousy sleep well Innocence is heaven Innocence is hell Innocence in everyone Innocence is dead Four and twenty black boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free My angel, my devil My hell, my heaven My storm, my calm My photograph, my palm Four and twenty white boys Singing in the the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free I've been your preacher I've been your boy I've been your teacher I've been your joy I've been your drunk I've been your home I've been your rock You've been my stone Four and twenty poor boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free |
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| 4:37 | 
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| 4:19 |
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I been people watching again
I think they watch me too There's a new girl at the coffee house She's got first day blues She's got red hair and a motorbike And lime green shoes A mohair hat and a summers dress And black tattoos And then she fly away In her high heel feet And her fire dress And she's throwing things That took her time to save it up And buy what's special Then she look around And sees what's left And it's nothing much Nothing precious at all Nothing precious at all Gonna drink herself to sleep tonight And that's nothing new She goes out almost nine every night And gets high as the moon She takes photographs of American cars Where she went to school She likes fireworks and candlelight And fake bad news And then she fly away In her high heel feet And her fire dress And she's throwing things That took her time to save it up And buy what's special Then she look around And sees what's left And it's nothing much Nothing precious at all Nothing precious at all Nothing precious at all Is she a loner or a mother's girl That's up to you She got fine lines round her tired eyes And they're painted blue She could sleep around with anyone If she wanted to Gotta go my time is up right now Got stuff to do |
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| 4:09 |
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| 11. |
| 4:51 |
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I feel I wanna hold you, wanna tell you that you'll be alright Sang this song today, it's recalling your pictures all in my mind I miss you now I miss you now Although we're getting old now my old friends gonna leave me and die I'm helpless, it's gonna get us before we get this, I wanna kiss you goodbye I miss you now I miss you now I miss you now I feel I wanna hold you, wanna tell you that you'll be alright I'm helpless, it's gonna get us before we get this, I wanna kiss you goodbye I miss you now I miss you now I miss you now |
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| 3:18 |
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Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling, been there all before Find my way Free my soul Blind and loaded Lined and sorted It's time... If you think you'll make a fool out of me I got a little something up my sleeve I can think of better places to be So get yourself down on the street Come on take my hand if you need me Just knock up on my door You got to stop your mind from dreaming And live your life some more Find my way Free my soul Wine and water Shine light on my time... If you think you'll make a fool out of me I got a little something up my sleeve I can think of better places to be So get yourself down on the street Come on get up high as the ceiling Leave me a light at home I'm running out of time and I need it I need a lifetime more Find my way Free my soul Eyes wide open Time is on my side... If you think you'll make a fool out of me I got a little something up my sleeve I can think of better places to be So get yourself down on the street Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor Think I lost my mind and my feeling Been there all before |
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| 4:41 |
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I'm Black and blue
From the wind and the rain I said I'm sorry for All the lies and the pain I never ever meant to make you cry If I could take it back You know I would I'd rather burn up and die So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me You sound a cross, it's a cross I bear Your drinking hard, your up late Without a hope or a care Your making do, to please who Hope it makes you smile Your not around for long, You gotta savour what's gone And move your life right along So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me I'm lost and cold And getting old My head is full of lies I told I've been down, been around But I've fallen on my Own two feet, i felt I Left you out to drown I never meant for that I look around, sometimes I stare I think back, now and then, I hope You know I care I walked away that day Time to treat you right But you were on your track It was me turning back I left you freezing outside So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me Never get over me Never get over me But you were on your track, it was me turning back I left you freezing outside So take a look at me now Since I told you it's over You gotta hole in your heart I found a four leaf clover You can't tell me this now This far down the line That your never, ever gonna get over me (repeat to fade) |
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I've been down and
I'm wondering why These little black clouds Keep walking around With me With me It wastes time And I'd rather be high Think I'll walk me outside And buy a rainbow smile But be free They're all free So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home I look around at a beautiful life Been the upperside of down Been the inside of out But we breathe We breathe I wanna breeze and an open mind I wanna swim in the ocean Wanna take my time for me All me So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home So maybe tomorrow I'll find my way home |
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| 2. |
| 3:54 |
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Mary Mary where you been
You've been out all night You ain't got no sleep I've been dancing in the hills At a place I know She said 'and that's the place Where the fire flies glow' Had to slap my white face Pull my head from the clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bring me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night She's been married not once Not twice, but three And that's the livin' lovin' woman I want me to be There were pictures and paintings Of freaks like me So I drank with my devil For my company Had to slap my white face Pull my head from my clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night |
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| 3:29 |
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| 3:53 |
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Mary Mary where you been
You've been out all night You ain't got no sleep I've been dancing in the hills At a place I know She said 'and that's the place Where the fire flies glow' Had to slap my white face Pull my head from the clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bring me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night She's been married not once Not twice, but three And that's the livin' lovin' woman I want me to be There were pictures and paintings Of freaks like me So I drank with my devil For my company Had to slap my white face Pull my head from my clouds And I kept Buying and, lying and flying, relying and dying To know what spins her world around Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night Good morning I missed ya But ya bringing me down I saw an Indian roller Today on the line It was the forty eighth hour We fought our forty eighth fight Madame Helga's folly Is where I spent last night |
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